At the open back door, the birds’ sweet morning sounds greet me at dawn – - So much more beautiful than the noise of cars, buses, and voices . . .In the overgrown, green leafed forsythia bushes, a… Read more

As I look out the kitchen window, the beauty of the pure, cold, white snow in the back yard, speaks its’ silent words. The world outside seems purified and touched by artistry as summer grass and… Read more

The evergreens glisten with a fresh coatof powdery soft snow,As daybreak approaches,the radiance of their beauty begins to show.Magnificent and strong the treesreach towards the grey-blue sky,Covered… Read more

With a glass still full and brimming with fun, She’s almost completed the life she’d begun. She can’t remember all the faces and names, Nor can she recall all the heart aches and… Read more

Christmas is more than the presents, the parties, and the red poinsettias. Christmas is more than a wreath and bow on the front door, or the inflatable snowman in the yard. While these all… Read more

Outside, the landscape, with its dark green pine trees, piles of windblown pine needles, and trees with only a few brown leaves remaining, has the look and feel of the late Fall. Thoughts of… Read more

Red and orange colored leaves, Pumpkins on doorsteps, Indian summer days with cool nights, The last of the summer flowers, Crisp air and the smell of wood smoke, Jackets, jeans, and sweat… Read more

I’m trying hard to find it, though it takes a bit of time. I know it will occur to me, if I just set my mind. It’s an allusive thread, you see, but still it deems some thought, And I’ll fish… Read more

Sitting outside with the hanging baskets of purple petunias, the almost all blue sky, and the breeze gently blowing the green leaves of the trees, I do not feel alone. Cars pull up. People get… Read more

Horses grazying in sun warmed field. Brown coats glistening. Song birds singing, nests built, feeding young. Butterflies and bees flying, finding flowers, Flowers blooming, myriad… Read more